you sit to
make music with just
two colors
you play on
black and white, fingers flying
and I hear rainbows
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Garden Gone Awry
It looked like a regular seed
So instructions I deigned not to read
Into the dirt
Fertilizer, a squirt
It must be a hybrid – indeed,
Camping
We fell asleep to the lullaby
Of raindrops on canvas
Tree branches painted
Silhouettes for our delight
Frogs and crickets performed
An opus for an audience of two
Delicate, intricate lace webs
Adorned the peaks of our fortress
A clement wind rocked us
To the rhythm of the moon
Nature cast her nighttime spell
Again
(I used a quote from Langston Hughes as my Plus!
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain
beat upon your head with silver
liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby”
trust – a Haiku
tiny shoots appear
dependent on summer rain
trusting in sun’s warmth
floral haiku
a painted daisy
happily waves her petals
as wind sighs past
Reach Out
We don’t touch
much
anymore
Whose fault is that
Do you feel the same ache
same pain that saps my
strength and leaves a
stain on my heart
Are there things in the spring
birdies singing
peepers peeping
days lengthening
that make you shake
quake with longing
Let’s wipe the salt from
our wounds and
reach out
again
Friends – a haiku
mud pies, pot holders,
bike rides, board games, wild dancing
a childhood friendship
Definition of Home
I wear my high school camp
sweatshirt – the purple one
with a frayed neck, mulit-colored
paint smears
then pair it up with red
cut-off sweatpants –
slip my feet into fuzzy
slippers with most of
the fuzz worn away and
no one laughs
Hold Tight
I did not sign up for
this experiment
this test of daring-do
it goes against my timid
nature
the laws of nature
should not be taunted
flaunted, flung
into the void
I am the human
element in a dream
experiment holding back
the empty promises
of dawn
Red Umbrella – a Shadorma
silky red
umbrella tightly
gripped by hands
for shelter
serves only to isolate
her from human touch
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